An Old Man


My friends were making fun of me tonight because I kept calling everyone "old". It was quite by accident, you know "the old hair cutter who worked at ---, my old friend ----.

I am going to have to drop that adjective out of my vocabulary if I am to keep my friends it seems. At our age, they don't want to hear it, and I can relate.

But here tonight is an OLD man. He was photographed in the late 1800's. It is a very unusual tintype, and someone took the time to hand color his cheeks pink. How odd. He is another piece of my collection that I am offering on eBay cause the economy is bad and art moves S L O W L Y, slower than this old man who will probably make his minimum bid.

Oh, and on the way to Woodstock today I saw the greatest billboard: "ART, THE BEST INVESTMENT" (or something to that ilk)

Anyway, no energy to write much tonight. After working for 5 days, and then spending the entire weekend standing in front of an easel, I am beat. I am counting on a snow day tomorrow as a northeaster is heading up the coast, and I am doing some magic to make sure that it comes in a little bit to the west of its projected path, to make sure that it shuts the schools down for one day plus a two hour delay on Tuesday.

May the weather gods and goddesses be with me.

Patti O Forecaster

Comments

annie kelleher said…
oooh you... always thinking!!! snow day AND two hour delay!!!! i should've added that one to my own spell... no wonder it's snowing like a freaking mother out there!!!!! enjoy your day off and your morning in!!! xoxoxox.... annie
What stories those old photos have....sealed shut. Good call on the storm. Now we'll hang in there for the delay tomorrow! =) x0x0
What stories those old photos have....sealed shut. Good call on the storm. Now we'll hang in there for the delay tomorrow! =) x0x0

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